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We're lost forever in the arctic snow |
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And now we can't turn back |
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Our bodies frozen and the compass gone |
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But I don't feel a thing |
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Touching lips on your warm, soft breast |
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And jasmine tea in June |
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And a fingertip inside your thigh |
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Now I need them so much |
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Under water |
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And they say dead fish can't swim home |
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With no direction in a trap of ice |
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My hands are getting numb |
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And Mr. Frost has taken one last bite |
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It doesn't worry me |
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Take me down to the garden shed |
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To feel your warm embrace |
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And I'll be with you when the night comes down |
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No, I can't forget |
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Under water |
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Under water |
